It is a standing joke that I lied to my daughter constantly as she was growing up, like my appendix scar was where the VietCong stabbed me in the side, and I didn’t make the Yankees because Mickey Mantle said my name “Geee-EL” sounded too Mexican for a white guy.
As she goes off to [...]
10 Questions About Boys My Daughter Forgot to Ask.
Posted in August 1st, 2008
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